Femdom Book Novels & Stories

“Then beg and make it worth my while. Get on your knees and beg me, gattina.” I got on to my knees and looked up even though I couldn’t see a thing. “Please tie me up and fuck me all night. Spit on me, leave marks on my body, and make me cum. I want to be yours tonight. I want you to be my first.” To show him I meant my words I trailed my hands up his legs to his thick bulge. I started rubbing him over his pants and I could have sworn I heard him audibly groan. I felt a sense of pride at making a dominant man weak even just a little.

Some people have contracts where they are in a Dom/sub relationship whereas others like me stay single and have one night stands. It's a little more difficult for me to find doms because I'm female to male transgender. I've had top surgery but not bottom so I still have a front hole. The testosterone I take has made my former clit grow to be an inch long so the doms I get with just refer to it as my dick. Majority are very accepting, although there are some assholes but Marcus deals with them. He's the Master Dom of the club, he's in charge and looks out for everyone.

“Well then, you’re going to have them with me. Every single day with me as your dominant and you…. As my submissive… “ He told her. She was now trapped with him and now, she is his submissive and him… her dominant. THIS BOOK CONTAINS HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT AND ABUSE. IF YOU CAN'T STAND ANY MENTION ABOVE, THEN KINDLY PASS.

(WARNING) This work contains graphic, consensual non-vanilla sex including group sex (fivesome), choking, whipping, praise kink, and light dominance/submission. If any of these themes are triggering or upsetting to you, please do not read. No exceptions so please turn back now. To my sweet, filthy and smutty readers— the one who aches to be called a good girl while four strong hands claim every inch of you… This book is yours. Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave.

But he liked it when a consenting woman showed a hint of apprehension, which was not the same as fear. The real pleasure for him as a Dom was being with a woman who trusted him completely but didn't necessarily trust herself to give in to the pleasure right away. The woman's inner struggle to finally let go was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. If Little Mac wanted to go to Russia, she had to prove she could take anything and surrender to the feelings she hid within herself.

“Here, in my domain, I claim you fully. No more teasing. No holding back. You are mine, body, blood, and soul for eternity.” Lila’s heart hammered. The supernatural pull that had drawn her to him in the library intensified tenfold within these walls. It felt like invisible threads wrapping around her limbs, her mind, her core, urging her to surrender. She reached for him, fingers tracing the sharp lines of his jaw. “Damien… I want this. I want you.” A low, feral growl rumbled from his chest. He removed his clothes, his cock already leaking precum at the tip. He crawled over her like a predator, caging her beneath him.

I asked, tracing my hand down to his awakened length. *So fucking responsive and easy,* I thought. His cock jumped in my grip, and his neck and face became flushed by the second. “You are serious.” “Deadly,” I replied, a dark hunger coloring my voice. “Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?” he asked. “I can dominate you any night I want, but right now I need you to bend me over and fuck me raw. I want to feel this cock owning me. Claiming what’s yours.”

“Well then, you’re going to have them with me. Every single day with me as your dominant and you…. As my submissive… “ He told her. She was now trapped with him and now, she is his submissive and him… her dominant. THIS BOOK CONTAINS HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT AND ABUSE. IF YOU CAN'T STAND ANY MENTION ABOVE, THEN KINDLY PASS.

he asked in a low voice. From the very beginning, I had always held the upper hand. I simply never used it because I enjoyed being dominated by him. As much as I enjoyed sleeping with Liam, he needed me more than I needed him. I could easily replace him, even with a younger man, but no matter who he slept with, he would never get the same release. And I knew for a fact that he would never willingly let go of the only woman capable of making him climax. Unlike most women, I had my own money and power, something that was very clear. The moment I stopped being submissive to him, it became a threat.

I’m not into men like that and I think having a male’s voice while I’m trying to get off telling me what to do will be more than a little confusing. Either way, my research showed that there are a lot of things that a domme can do for me. Teach me some of the things that I might like. Teach me a variety of ways to get off. And just give me some one to talk to about what I want in my own sexual experiences.